As a villain, I really can't become stronger anymore

But no matter how much they looked down on civilians, they didn't have the courage to show it.

The Guards reorganized by Dolores were searching the aristocratic area. Once the charges were confirmed, a group of aristocratic members were immediately arrested and brought to the execution platform.

The execution platform has almost become a holy place for internet celebrities to check in. Almost every day, nobles who have been convicted of crimes are beheaded, and beheading nobles is definitely the best way to win over the people. Nowadays, Delori Si's popularity is rising almost every day.

After watching a group of nobles being cut in two by the guillotine in despair and abuse, Ron and Agnes left the execution ground. Agnes liked this kind of life very much, it was peaceful and warm.

But she knew very well that this kind of life was destined not to last long for herself and Ron.

Maybe one day in the future, they can enjoy such tranquility, but that is not now.

That's why Agnes cherishes every minute and every second of this time. She seems to have completely lost her former identity and turned into a real ordinary girl to enjoy this kind of life.

A pair of small hands were filled with bags of all sizes. In them were not precious but quite beautiful accessories that Agnes liked, clothes that Agnes liked, and even some items that Agnes wouldn't even bother to buy on weekdays. Cosmetics used.

Ron didn't show any sign of tiredness at all. He held Lucia in his arms and followed behind with a smile on his face.

The day passed like this, and after enjoying dinner, night fell.

Agnes was still a little reluctant, but she knew that there were many people waiting for Ron in the Church of the Goddess of Dawn, and she was already satisfied to have such a day.

However, when passing by a shop, Ron suddenly stopped, staring at the shop sign with a strange look on his face.

West Magic Supplies Shop.

This is a place that sells some magic props, herbs, animal blood and the like.

There were at least eighty such shops in Adams, and they were very common. Agnes looked at Ron with some suspicion. She didn't understand why Ron was interested in this shop. She had been to many magic supply shops that were bigger than this one, with more complete items. If Ron really wanted to buy some magic tools, those shops would obviously be a better choice.

Ron didn't care so much, and his smile looked even brighter.

He really didn't expect that he would come across the West Magic Supplies Store by accident. He almost forgot about it.

Without much hesitation, Ron walked into the store holding the little girl in his arms.

The store was lit by dim magic lights, and with masks, armor, ancient magic books, and decayed parchments that were probably dug out from graves, it gave off a mysterious vibe.

"Welcome..." A handsome young man wearing glasses at the counter immediately greeted warmly with his signature smile on his face.

"I don't know what sir is interested in. I have everything here. You can choose whatever you want. The price is guaranteed to be fair..."

Ron, however, paid no attention to the so-called magical items around him. He just stared at the gentle and refined young man in front of him. The sight made the young man feel cold in his heart, and he subconsciously took a step back.

Could this guy be interested in me? Darling, he obviously has such a beautiful girl by his side. Isn't this too extravagant?

"West Dennis?" Ron asked with a raised brow.

"this is my name……"

"Is your mother okay?" Ron asked politely.

The eyes of the young man named Vesta narrowed to a slit in an instant, and in the depths of his eyes, there seemed to be a faint light flickering.

Ron didn't care at all: "Maybe I should change your name..."

"For example, Lord No. 1 Divine Favorite Envoy?"

Chapter 354 The Third Chaos Slate (4)

The first divine messenger?

As soon as these words came out, the young man in front of him suddenly changed his expression.

The depths of his eyes were bursting with light, and powerful magic power was surging around his body for a moment.

Even Agnes looked surprised. There were four major divine envoys in the Eternal Freedom Sect, but these four major divine envoys had almost no contact with each other, and no one knew anyone. Agnes really could not have imagined that this gentle young man in front of her would , is actually the first divine envoy of the Eternal Freedom Sect.

Although I was shocked, my husband’s words were definitely not wrong.

The change on West Dennis's face only lasted for a short moment, and he soon returned to normal. Even the powerful magic power fluctuations on his body were completely restrained, as if the previous feeling was just an illusion, and what he saw in front of him was The young man is really just an ordinary store owner.

His eyelids drooped, his somewhat feminine eyelashes trembled slightly, and the corner of his mouth curled up: "Why don't I understand what this gentleman is talking about?"

"What is the first divine envoy?"

"Is this a new priesthood from the Church of the Goddess of Dawn?"

"What a pity, sir, you have mistaken me. I am an atheist, and if I really count, I should be sent to the Inquisition."

Ron smiled while stroking his hands: "Really? That's great. My good brother is the current director of the Heresy Trial. Come with me and I promise I won't treat you badly."

puff!

Agnes beside him couldn't help but burst out laughing. What does it mean to not treat you unfairly? Does it mean that you have to experience all 108 tortures of the Inquisition?

The calmness on West Dennis's face could no longer be maintained. His lips were trembling slightly. He looked at Ron with a helpless look. Why was he targeted by this unruly rogue? After several seconds, West Dennis finally let out a heavy breath: "Sir, you are joking. It is better not to bother the Inquisition. I suddenly realized that I have always believed in the Goddess of Dawn."

It's really shameless.

He is obviously the number one believer under the Lord of Eternal Freedom, but he can actually say such shameless words. I wonder what Seleos's expression will be when he hears these words.

West's expression was a little helpless and a little discouraged, and he stared at Ron with his eyes: "I'm very curious, how did you know my identity, sir?"

Ever since Ron asked Charlene to help convey the message to the three gods, these three gods have already known that their identity has been completely seen through by Ron, the prophet. Although on the surface it seemed that Ron had no intention of immediately causing trouble for them, these three gods did not dare to place their hopes on Ron's kindness.

After all, among the major kingdoms, principalities, and theocracy, the followers of the Eternal Freedom Sect are extremely exaggerated. The royal families of various countries, the aristocrats of various countries, and even the clergy of the seven orthodox religions all have many members of the Eternal Freedom Sect. Believers... There is no doubt that this is definitely a very powerful force, but the trouble is that this force is scattered in every corner of the Dusk Continent.

After all, it is difficult to achieve great things with a piece of loose sand.

Moreover, no matter how much fun these upper-class people had at the Eternal Liberal Sect's silver party, on the surface, the reputation of the Eternal Liberal Sect was always terrible, even at the party last night. Indulge yourself in joy, and then dare to rant the next morning about the immorality of the Eternal Freedom Sect.

The worst thing is that as the number of believers of the Eternal Freedom Sect increases, this bad reputation seems to become more and more exaggerated, making the three gods' messengers depressed and unable to understand what is going on.

And once someone is confirmed as a believer of the Eternal Freedom Sect, he will be spurned by everyone immediately. The Seven Orthodox Churches will never let go of this opportunity to eradicate the cultists, even if it is just the lowest level believer. The Seven Orthodox Churches He didn't mind entangled with more than a dozen archbishops and paladins, and finally publicly tied the followers of the Eternal Freedom Sect to the stake and burned them alive, in order to swear that he was sworn in with sin.

Even the three divine envoys are no exception to this point.

Therefore, after discovering that their identities were known to Ron, the first thing these three gods did was to change their names, hide their identities, completely cut themselves off from their past selves, and appear in this world with a brand new look. .

In order to disguise it more closely, even the identity inscription was remade at a high cost.

Like Westerdenis.

He was once the number one favored messenger of God, and he had such a high and powerful position, but now he is just a small owner of a magic items shop.

No one would associate such a small businessman with the divine messenger of the Eternal Freedom Sect, so Westerdenis was very curious. How did Ron see through his disguise? When Ron first came to the door, he felt a thump in his heart, but when he thought about his disguise, he immediately felt confident. Even if Ron had the power to reach heaven and earth, he would never be able to recognize his true identity.

Then, he was recognized.

That irritability in Westerdenis's heart.

Even if I die here today, I still have to figure this out.

Could it be that the prophet is really that domineering and omnipotent?

Looking at Westdennis's appearance, Ron had an urge to laugh out loud.

I'm afraid West doesn't know that after his identity was exposed by the player in the game, he also opened a magic supplies store incognito, named West!

Just like this, when Ron saw the name of this store, it brought back memories in his heart almost instantly. When he saw the store owner, he immediately confirmed his identity.

Of course, this kind of thing is really difficult to explain to this West, and it is not necessary for Ron to explain it. Hearing this, he just curled his lips and said: "Prophet, knows everything."

Westerdenis' lips twitched slightly, and he gave such a domineering and shameless reply, but it happened that he didn't even have the slightest idea.

Shaking his head, West decided not to dwell on this issue any further. He exhaled slightly, "Well, Lord Prophet, you are here this time, are you really going to send someone to the Inquisition? Are you really that free?"

"Of course not." Ron immediately shook his head: "My time is so precious, how can I waste it on such unimportant things."

West's face twitched slightly again. So, a matter concerning his own life was insignificant in his eyes?

Why haven't I heard before that this prophet is so mean-mouthed?

Don't be angry, don't be angry... The main thing is, even if you are angry, you can't fuck the other person, so what's the point of being angry?

"I came here mainly because I wanted to make a deal with the First Divine Envoy." Ron said with a smile.

"What deal?"

"I heard that there is a Chaos Slate in the Eternal Freedom Sect... Ah, maybe it's the slate that you can't read. I wonder if I can sell it to you?" Ron raised his eyebrows and said, looking very kind. , as if he were really a businessman.

West's expression gradually became serious.

It turns out that slate is called the Chaos Slate.

Just by hearing the name, you know it's awesome.

Ever since he got this stone tablet, West knew that there must be very important information hidden on it, or even a record of a terrifyingly powerful force. He wanted to decipher it on his own, but he was not cut out for it.

Now Ron has also set his sights on this slate, which has confirmed West's speculation. He wants to give this slate to others. West is naturally unwilling to give it to others: "I don't know what you want to use it for, sir." Come to exchange for this Chaos Slate?"

Ron grinned and stared at West: "Your life."

West was not an idiot and understood what Ron meant almost instantly.

It turns out this guy is planning to get something for free.

Chapter 355 How can a dignified prophet be so shameless? (1)

Ron's meaning was very obvious.

As long as West handed over the third Chaos Tablet, he would not reveal West's identity or send West to the Inquisition for trial for the sake of the tablet.

From beginning to end, Ron had no intention of giving anything.

West was furious, this was free prostitution.

How can a dignified prophet be so shameless?

But when West saw Ron's smiling face, and then saw Agnes, who was also smiling next to Ron, he felt as if a basin of ice water had been poured on him, and his original anger was almost It was extinguished in an instant.

There's no way, this world is so fucked up.

If you are powerful, you can really do whatever you want.

There seemed to be only two roads left in front of him. He handed over the Chaos Slate and hoped that Ron would keep his promise.

Either he resisted to the death and was killed by Ron or sent to the Inquisition by Ron, and all the collections in his storage ring would become Ron's trophies, and the Chaos Slate was no exception.

And there is no difference between these two choices for Ron.

This damn bastard, whoever tells him that the prophet is gentle and gentle and indifferent to fame and wealth, and who he is in a hurry with is obviously a greedy scumbag.

Westerdenis's lips were trembling. Although he knew that the outcome of the matter was already determined, he still couldn't help but want to argue: "That's the Chaos Slate..."

"Yes, I know it's the Chaos Slate, but my brother is also the director of the Inquisition." Ron said as a matter of course.

West was even more speechless. Could it be that this guy couldn't speak properly except for his brothers in the Inquisition?

Having said this, Westerdenis knew that it would not do him any good to continue to entangle him even though he was unwilling to do so. At this moment, he just wanted to get rid of this evil star as soon as possible.

Although he is very reluctant to part with the Chaos Slate, as Ron said, he cannot decipher the contents on the Chaos Slate. Keeping this thing with him is just a waste... Of course, this is only used by West. They were just words to comfort himself. When he took out the slate from the storage ring, West felt that his heart was bleeding.

Seeing Ron unceremoniously putting the Chaos Slate into his storage ring, West felt distressed again. After a long while, he finally let out a heavy breath: "Be careful, this slate is a bit weird."

"Ever since I first came into contact with this Chaos Slate, I have always felt that I could hear some inexplicable sounds in my ears."

"Although I feel that this stone tablet may contain some powerful power, these strange whispers have prevented me from studying it seriously."

This guy actually kindly reminds me?

This made Ron a little surprised, and he immediately smiled: "You are lucky, you have only had a brief contact with the Chaos Slate."

"So, even though you can hear the whispers, these sounds will gradually disappear over time. But if you study them day and night, you won't be able to wait for me to find you..."

West raised his eyebrows and looked at Ron.

"Before that, you will become a madman..."

As soon as these words came out, West felt a bone-chilling chill, and his body couldn't help but tremble slightly. His normally normal complexion turned pale at this moment.

His throat moved slightly, and then West slowly spoke: "Evil God?"

Ron didn't say anything, just nodded silently.

West could tell from Ron's appearance that Ron had not lied to him, and he was even more frightened in his heart. Evil God, could that be an existence that could be easily provoked? Facing the evil god, if you are not careful, your life will be ruined.

Fortunately, I had thought that this Chaos Slate might record some powerful power and I was obsessed with it. Now it seems that throwing this thing out of my hand as soon as possible may not be a bad thing.

West, who felt that he had gotten rid of a big trouble, blinked and looked at Ron. The meaning was very clear: now that the Chaos Slate was in hand, what were you still doing here?

As a prophet, he must be busy day and night. How can he have time to waste in his own small shop?

Unfortunately, Ron didn't seem to sense West's intention to see off the guests at all. He lazily stretched his arms and spoke slowly again: "In the Kingdom of Granville, all activities of the Eternal Freedom Sect have stopped. "